After Gu Yanzhang hurried back to the new house, he quickly plucked the feathers from the ducks.

Seeing the smelly duck feathers, his eldest son Gu Dazhu asked, "Dad, should we throw away the duck feathers?"

Gu Yanzhang rolled his eyes at him unhappily, "You fool, in the eyes of us farmers, the excrement and urine are treasures, not to mention other things."

"These duck feathers are very useful. Your mother told me before that the duck feathers must be washed and dried slowly. After accumulating a little, we can make one or two winter clothes for you children."

Hearing this, Gu Dazhu was very happy. He knew the rules of the family. Whenever his parents made something nice, especially new clothes, they would give it to him first.

In their place, a piece of clothing is always worn by the older one and then by the younger one. Moreover, the clothes in the house are always new for three years, old for three years, and mended for another three years. In the end, all the clothes were almost like fishing nets full of holes.

Thinking that he was quite advantageous as the eldest brother, Gu Dazhu hurried over to help.

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The longer Chen Xuanxuan lived in this era, the more she could appreciate the hardships and sufferings of this lower-class life.

There is no cotton in this place.

No one grows cotton.

Maybe there is in other countries and other places.

Chen Xuanxuan once asked Gu Yanzhang to go to the county town and inquire again and again, but those shopkeepers who opened grocery stores and traveling merchants had never heard of this thing.

Thinking of her own time, it seemed that in the middle and late Tang Dynasty, most of the lower-class people could not wear cotton clothes. Chen Xuanxuan finally gave up the idea.

She felt that the current level of development of the country she lived in was probably really backward.

It was too backward in all aspects, so she, a powerless woman, should not do anything too eye-catching. Otherwise, she would be the only one who suffered in the end.

Thinking of this, Chen Xuanxuan couldn't help but raise her head and take a look at the big wardrobe beside her bed.

She asked Gu Yanzhang to build this new wardrobe and asked a carpenter to build it.

Two hundred coins each. You have to provide the wood yourself.

The carpenters in Tongzhen have excellent craftsmanship. She was particularly satisfied with the carvings on it.

However, what satisfied her most was the new quilt weighing three pounds that she hid inside.

Chen Xuanxuan also knew that she could not compare with those rich and powerful people.

Because those people live very comfortably in winter. They wear all kinds of fur coats. They also wear leather boots made of tiger, sheep, ermine, sable, fox and bear skins. On their heads, they also wear all kinds of fur hats. In short, the life those people live is a good life.

Chen Xuanxuan knew that she could not compare with them. However, compared with the previous life of this family, she was still quite satisfied.

Because this winter, her life will not be too difficult.

As for the poor people in and outside the village, Chen Xuanxuan sometimes can only sigh that she can't help them now.

There are really many poor people who lack food and clothing. Every year, many people are frozen to death or starved to death.

They have never seen a fur coat in their lives.

They have never seen cotton.

The vast majority of those who can afford it only wear linen clothes and cover themselves with linen quilts. Even if it snows heavily, they can only wear a pair of straw sandals.

Families with more difficult conditions only stuff some grass and reed quilts into the linen clothes they wear in winter.

Chen Xuanxuan had already found out that the swamp in the upper reaches of the Xiaoyue River was full of reeds. Every winter, when the temperature outside drops to minus 20 to 30 degrees Celsius, the ice there will be about one meter thick. Hundreds of people standing on it will basically not have any problems.

Therefore, when winter comes, the poor families within a ten-mile radius will run there to cut off the reeds that are about three or four meters high, risking freezing to death.

Then, they take these good things home with great effort.

Thinking of the particularly hard life of those people, Chen Xuanxuan, who was sweating all over, couldn't help but hide in the warm quilt.

She said in her heart that it was fortunate that she had such a small golden finger when she traveled through time. Otherwise, she really couldn't survive such a difficult life.

In the past, Chen Xuanxuan had actually read a lot of farming articles.

Those time travelers, ... most of them are more capable, sensible and intelligent than her.

Some time travelers are even omniscient.

They make soap, cement and glass.

They are all top inventors.

They open restaurants, brothels and casinos, and they are all top salesmen with both public relations and management.

Some time travelers are even more extraordinary.

They save marquises, hand over the powerful and have smooth sailing in the officialdom. They can build airplanes, cannons, trains, cars, engines and ships. As for making bicycles, televisions and so on, it is a piece of cake for them.

Some of them have their own space and can sell the pearls, jade, agate and so on they bought before. A pearl costs hundreds of taels, and two kilograms of jade costs one thousand taels. That's not a big deal.

Even their cooking recipes are extremely valuable. Every time they go to the county or the capital to sell menus and recipes, they can sell a dish for hundreds or even tens of taels of silver.

Thinking of the seniors who always meet those rich suckers, the simple-minded and naive children of the rich, and every time they get huge sums of money from them, they are not watched, no one has any bad ideas about them, and no one burns, kills or robs them, Chen Xuanxuan is envious in her heart.

Those people are so lucky!

She feels that she is really not as good as them in terms of ability.

Now, she just has a few small skills. One is to make some kimchi, and the other is to make some buns that look good and taste good.

Logically speaking, the few things she had on hand were not worth much. However, those people from the village and outside the village came to her place every few days to follow her.

Many times, Chen Xuanxuan saw with her own eyes that a few ragged men were hiding in the bushes in her backyard. They stayed there for a whole day. They only left secretly after Gu Yanzhang came back from selling buns outside.

Thinking that her mother was still a person with some social connections, and her eldest brother was the adopted son of the yamen captain Huang, those people dared to have evil ideas... Chen Xuanxuan's little brain could not help but think of a question sometimes.

Those time-traveling women who traveled through ancient times to poor families and suddenly made a fortune with their families, why were they not targeted by people in and outside the village?

How did they have the courage to break up with their own families and make a fuss about dividing the family?

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